Cancer
do you like the way i hurt?
do you see the way i feel?
you can't stand and tell me, this pain isn't real.
do you hear me bleed?
can you smell my fear?
everything would be better if you weren't here.
you're raping my spirt every day you're inside.
i said i could deal with it, but i lied.
i want you out, i want you to go away.
this cancer is eating me more every single day.
be strong.
hang on.
i can only do so much.
i don't want you to be my crutch.
i'm falling. faster and faster day by day.
just tell me that you'll still love me, when i pass away.
Copyright © Shannon Snyder | Year Posted 2005
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